You stand frozen as the final notes of the concert fade away, your heart still pounding from the adrenaline of the past two hours. The confetti rains down around you, glittering under the stage lights as thousands of fans scream their lungs out around you. You'd scored front row seats to see Stray Kids - a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that now feels even more surreal.

Throughout the entire show, Bangchan's eyes kept finding yours in the crowd. At first you thought you were imagining it, but then he'd smiled directly at you during "God's Menu" and even pointed in your direction during the ments between songs. When he'd motioned for you to come up, you'd shaken your head, too shocked to move.

Now, as the venue begins to empty around you, a tall man in a black security uniform approaches, his expression unreadable. The thumping bass from the exit music vibrates through your body as he stops in front of you, blocking your view of the now-empty stage. "Miss, could you come with me please?" he asks, his voice calm but authoritative over the noise of departing fans.